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Chapter 37
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Debbie took a deep breath and cleared her throat.
“Uncle Sebastian.”
Hearing her voice, Sebastian stopped snapping at his daughter. He turned around and looked at Debbie guiltily.
“Oh, you’re here, Debbie.”
Lucinda stood up from the sofa and walked over to Debbie. She took
Debbie’s hand and looked at her with concern.
“Debbie, how are you? Did
Mr. Hilton…”
Despite Lucinda’s voice trailing off, Debbie knew what she was asking.
ALL the upper class gossips knew about her forced kiss with Carlos and what happened on the cruise ship.
She shook her head and was about to answer, but Gail interrupted her,
“What the hell are you doing here? Do you just want to watch me get punished? Get out! You’re not welcome here!”
“Shut up, Gail!” Sebastian’s face turned purple from rage. It was his and his wife’s fault that Gail grew up to become such an infuriating spoiled brat. Which explained why she behaved so badly today.
Sebastian’s roar made Gail shrink back, but she couldn’t help but shoot
Debbie a resentful glare.
In her eyes, it was Debbie’s fault that she offended Carlos and was expelled from school.
Ignoring Gail, Debbie walked up to Sebastian and tugged at his sleeve gently.
“Uncle Sebastian, please don’t be angry. Think about your health.”
Even when she was a child, Debbie knew that Sebastian had high blood pressure and a myocardial infarction
Her words seemed to suck all the energy from Sebastian. He sank onto the sofa like a deflated balloon and sighed heavily. When would Gail become as sane and mature as Debbie? Actually, he would be grateful if
Gail could even be half as thoughtful and well-behaved as Debbie.
“Debbie, quit buttering up to my parents. No matter how hard you try to flatter them, they’re my parents, not yours! Your father’s dead, and your mother abandoned you~ Ah!”
Gail shrieked in pain as a slap landed on her face.
A crisp sound reverberated around the room. It was Lucinda’s hand that had slapped Gail across the cheek whilst Debbie stood there, expressionless.
Venting her anger didn’t seem to satiate Lucinda’s anger. Picking up a feather duster, she swung it towards Gail.